Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 5

"Yeah, let's chop him up. Don't be angry anymore." That's how my good brother comforted the furious little guy.

Wu Hui stared at the transvestite with his bull-like eyes and continued his tirade: "Are you spineless? Get up!" The transvestite ignored him, and Wu Hui's anger, which had finally subsided, was reignited. The two started fighting after a few words.

Oh my god! Don't throw away my food.

Three days later, a major event occurred in the Eastern Qing Kingdom. Chen Genghao, the Minister of War, had his home confiscated and his children exiled.

During this period, 300,000 troops stationed abroad were engaged in battle, and the Imperial Guards immediately surrounded Chen's disciples.

At this critical moment, the Prime Minister did not attend court, and the Minister's residence closed its doors to visitors. Even the dilapidated Ministry of Works was implicated, and the capital was under a night curfew for a month.

Following this event, the selection of military officers and the return of military and administrative power to the current, thirteen-year-old emperor were completed. Numerous vacancies in the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Works awaited the division among his followers. Zimo hasn't come to me to chat about family matters these past two days, and I've pretended to be naive and haven't inquired about their situation.

"Ziyi, come here and try on the new clothes your mother made for you."

My beautiful mother proudly dressed me in her new outfit, which she modified based on my appearance in my new comic, "The Fairy's Journey."

The collar was a small stand-up collar they had never seen before, with bamboo embroidered on the corners and cloud patterns trimming the corner pieces. The overall color was plain, the waist was slightly cinched, and the brocade ribbon was embroidered with lush bamboo and flowing water. This outfit, worn on this handsome young man, gave people the illusion of a dashing young man.

My mother looked at me with satisfaction and nodded, praising my good looks. She didn't even consider what good good looks were for a cute little girl like me.

I kept looking at my new look in the mirror. Something just felt off.

Zi Mo ran over to me and said, "Eleventh brother, you have new clothes to wear again, they're so beautiful." Zi Mo's tone was filled with longing, and his eyes were also looking at my mother with undisguised desire.

Mother smiled and said, "Fourth Young Master has good taste. This outfit is a new product launched by Ya Yi Ge. The day before yesterday, when Madam sent me to order winter clothes for the maids, Ya Yi Ge sent two sets for Fourth Young Master and Seventh Young Master to get through the winter. The outfit that Ziyi is wearing is a copy of Fourth Young Master's. I hope Fourth Young Master is not angry."

"Aunt Fifteen is very skillful; this outfit makes Eleventh Brother look even more handsome."

"Thank you for the compliment, young master."

"You're too kind, Aunt Fifteen."

"Of course." I watched their insincere responses, their polite exchanges, with boredom. I was annoyed by their feigned politeness. "Zimo, weren't you going to teach me how to ride a horse? Hurry up!" Zimo chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "Okay, wait for me a moment, I'll be right back."

Watching Zimo run away, I wondered: Did she go to change her clothes?

My mother glared at me angrily and scolded me, "Ziyi, remember your place. You should call him Fourth Young Master or Fourth Brother. You shouldn't be calling him Zimo."

"Okay, Mom, I'm leaving now. Zimo is waiting for me." Not wanting to listen to her nagging, I made my escape.

I waited for Zimo by the carriage. When Zimo reappeared, he had indeed changed into an outfit of the same color as mine, which made him look incredibly cute.

She's a psychopath who loves handsome men.

Looking at him, I felt like I was the fashion trendsetter of Beijing. My shrewd mother dressed me up beautifully every day and flaunted my wealth.

Think about it, if I look good in a piece of clothing, Zi Mo and the transvestite will definitely follow suit. Once they do, the entire Royal Academy will change its character. If the Royal Academy changes, the Noble Academy will surely follow suit. If the Royal Academy and the Noble Academy become unified, all those who flatter and fawn will immediately start trying to curry favor. In the end, a fashion frenzy will sweep through the entire upper echelons of Dongqing Academy. MD, the relationships are complicated.

Under Zimo's tutelage, I can now ride a donkey at a fast pace. I don't want to touch a horse; who knows if that beast will go crazy and throw me off.

Zi Mo sat gracefully on his horse, looking down at me. He was quite handsome, I must say, but the person beside him was even more outstanding, overshadowing him. My mother said someone has already arranged a marriage for him.

I thought for a moment and asked, "Zimo, do you have someone you like?"

[Main Text: Chapter Seven]

Zi Mo smiled at me, seemingly surprised that I would ask him that question.

He dismounted, took the donkey's reins, and walked together in the proud autumn scenery of the outskirts. His eyes gazing uncertainly into the distance, he said:

"I don't know either, I guess I like everything I don't dislike."

"Idiot," Zi Mo continued, "How many love stories like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai can you find these days?"

"Don't you want that kind of love?"

Zi Mo lowered his head, and a deep voice came from behind him: "I'm not sure either."

"Are you stupid! I heard..."

Before I could finish speaking, a horse with malfunctioning brakes, carrying its owner, whizzed past, kicking up a cloud of dust that instantly blurred my vision. A piercing neigh echoed through the air, a mournful cry that seemed to never end.

Hu Qi said in a loud voice, "Yi, Zi Mo, why didn't you tell us you were coming out!"

It's true what they say, like master and horse, neither of them can speak human language. Why did we invite you along when we came out?

"Hey, get out of the way, don't let your mule scare my donkey!"

"How dare you say my divine steed is a mule!" Wu Hui glared fiercely at my mount with his bull-like eyes, raised his whip and pointed it at my nose, saying, "Apologize!"

"Damn it, what are you apologizing for? You're sick in the head." "Get out of the way!"

Seeing my unyielding and antiquated ways, he lashed my donkey's rump with a whip.

The donkey, in pain, began to run wildly without warning, and the rope in Zi Mo's hand was broken.

I howled like a banshee on the donkey's back, truly regretting offending that scourge.

Just as I was about to fall off the horse and be completely disoriented, an arm caught around my waist at the crucial moment and steadily carried me back to the land I love.

I looked gratefully at my savior, intending to express my thanks, but when I met a pair of dark, sinister eyes, I gave up. Instead, I put on a wronged expression and looked at Qian Qing, saying:

"I'm so pitiful! Huihui is jealous that I'm more handsome than him, and he wants to ruin my face. Qianqing, you have to stand up for me!" She pinched her thigh, trying to add some tears to the effect.

"Ha! Ha! You think your looks can be the object of jealousy? Then this young master would be hunted down by the whole city!" The transvestite who came up from behind on a donkey laughed very ungentlemanly, as if he had heard a big joke.

"You transvestite, you deserve to be drowned in the spittle of the entire city!"